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It dawned on me. Katniss Everdeen was two things. Bipolar and fucking crazy.
It took me hours to paint her. There were times when I dropped my brush and tried to pick it up, flustered as Katniss paid no attention to my embarrassing moments.
When she had finally left, I noticed that she had not left the building at all when I went to see her through the window. That's when I realised... She lived here too.
Chuckling to myself, I stripped my clothes off and went to bed, letting sleep overtake me.
I woke up at 1 PM to the afternoon sun shining through my windows and scolded myself for waking up so late but I had only had five hours sleep and two commissions to get through today.
A knock on my door caused me to halt eating brunch which was blueberry muffins.
"Scotti?" I asked, opening the door.
"I'm not the only one here. You've got another guest," He said, stepping to the side to show Finnick holding a pack of beers.
I let them in and allowed them to take two muffins each from the batch that I had made.
"You need to send Rye the recipe for this, little brother," Scotti told me as he polished his plate off.
Finnick chuckled. "I need that recipe too. Annie's parents aren't too... accommodating of me after they met one of my ex-girlfriends."
I raised an eyebrow. "What did she say?"
"That I used girls and discarded of them after a month." Finnick shrugged casually.
Scotti laughed. "That was me before I met Natalie. Not saying that you're still that guy but her parents hated me too. I believe that they will until they die, to be honest."
"Not helping, Scotti," I laughed. "Was there a reason that you guys turned up at my door?"
Finnick sat up straighter. "Katniss the Bitch didn't turn up today."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, Katniss the Sweetheart did. She came in, giving freshly baked muffins to everyone in her hindsight. Did you do something to her?"
I was surprised. When she had left, she had given me a quiet goodbye. She had left at 5 this morning and I had thought that she would have wanted to take the morning off but I guess not.
"No, I didn't."
"Are you sure?" Finnick pressed. "She said something to Delly about seeing you last night."
I raised an eyebrow. I never knew that they were close. Although, they did attend the same private school along with her cousin and his fiancée.
"I gave her a lift home," I technically wasn't lying since she did live here but I wasn't going to let him on more than he was supposed to know.
"And did you guys talk? Did she apologise for being heartless and cruel?"
"Heartless and cruel? Damn, brother dearest, who exactly have you let into your innocent life?" Scotti butted in, chuckling.
I rolled my eyes at them. "Not technically but she did tell me something about Dad."
Scotti frowned. "What does she know about him?"
"Everything, apparently. Her mother and Dad used to date when they were teenagers."
Finnick gasped. "Wow, that's... that's intense. I guess they kept in touch."
I nodded. "They did."
Finnick stood up. "I have to get back to work. I hope that Katniss hasn't noticed that I've disappeared."
"According to you, she's a sweetheart now." I reminded him.
He only chuckled, giving me the pack of beers. "Peace offering."
"For what?"
"Not 'for what'. It's 'from who'."
"Who exactly?" Scotti asked, opening a beer.
Finnick winked at me. "Katniss. That's why I wanted to know what you really did to her. I'll see you later,"
"Bye."
"Bye, Finnick. Nice meeting you."
Then there was two.
It didn't seem that Scotti was leaving any soon and I believed it had something to do with his wife being pregnant again, therefore; she was hormonal than ever.
"Want to watch the game together before I head out to work?" I asked him, knowing he needed one present brother at the moment.
Scotti smiled. "Thought you'd never ask."
...
As I left my building, I bumped into a beautiful blonde, albeit years younger than me. I recognised her from anywhere.
"Primrose?"
She looked up at me, a smile gracing her lips. "It's just Prim. Primrose is so... proper." She told me. "You must be Peeta. Mother and Katniss speak highly of you and your talent. Plus, your painting that you did for Father's funeral was so captivating. I thank you."
Primrose spoke with such formality yet, informality at the same time. She really was pretty now that I got to actually see and study her closer.
I blushed, remembering to reply. "You're very welcome, Prim." I told her. "What brings you here?"
I almost facepalmed. What brought her here? At 7 PM in the evening? Maybe her sister, who lived here?
She chuckled, probably sensing my ramble of questions in my head. "Katniss lives here, Peeta. I'm going to her for help on a date outfit."
"A date outfit?" I teased. I barely knew the girl but she seemed comfortable enough to let me into her evening's plans.
"You obviously know Cinna, right?"
I nodded. "On my way to his soon." I told her.
Primrose grinned. "Nice! Anyway, his son, Thresh, is in town and well... I'm going on a date with him."
"You're going on a date with my adopted cousin?" I teased her.
She giggled loudly. "Well, if you put it like that then yes. We're just trying it out."
"Well, I wish you all the luck, Prim."
She smiled genuinely and patted my shoulder. "Thank you, Peeta. I'll see you around."
"I'll see you around."
She let go of me and entered the building as I left it, a smile on my face.
If Katniss' sister and mother liked me, what's to say that she liked me too? And I didn't even know where that came from.